Apocalypse: System of lotteries



"Gutman, a while ago people from your district held a funeral for you, and two days ago they said you were alive again. What's going on? Is your district collectively fooling people?"

Lavia took out two cucumbers and handed one to the person next to him, "Try this, it's very crispy, I just picked it from my indoor vegetable garden."

"Thank you~"

Ming took it and took a bite... it was refreshing with a strong cucumber taste.

"Tastes good, right? Take a few more."

"Well, I can't just take them for free. I have some wild pears here, take some more. They taste great when frozen."

"Wow thanks, wild pears will taste very good after being left for a while. They even have a hint of alcohol."

"Really?"

"I used to run a restaurant, I'm pretty professional when it comes to food~"

The two of them were chatting and laughing as they exchanged their items. They started walking forward again and noticed other people around them heading in the same direction. They were grouped in twos and threes, maintaining distance from each other.

Lavia glanced around, "We need to be careful. I heard some districts are advocating extreme doctrines, worshiping zombies as gods. That's freaking ridiculous."

"Worshiping zombies?"

Ming was also surprised when he heard this. He thought it was strange enough when he saw the 'Fire Force', but he didn't expect there would be people worshiping zombies... that's quite interesting.

A half-hour later, the two of them stood on a sand dune, looking at the outline of a town in the distance.

"We need to hurry over there, there should be some gains."

Lavia walked down the sand dune as he spoke, and at the same time, said to the person next to him: "Have you noticed that we seem to be 'circled' in a fixed range by the 'rule'?"

Ming didn't respond, allowing him to continue speaking. After all, he had this idea a long time ago and hoped to get some inspiration from Lavia.

"Think about it, the first chapter was very short, the second chapter confined the city people to the city and 'drove' the people outside the city into the city. The third chapter used the fog to encircle us, and so far, very few people dare to enter the fog. Those who entered, reportedly, never came out, and later no one dared to enter. Now, the fourth chapter seems to have started its real 'game' after completing the encirclement."

As Lavia spoke, he glanced around and found that more and more people were gathering in the town. He continued: "You know, I'm more willing to believe that we are controlled by aliens rather than by gods. That way, we can fight back, after all, we are all living beings. But if it's really gods..."

At this point, Lavia hesitated for the first time, "I don't believe it."

"I don't believe it either."

Ming nodded. At this time, there were hundreds of people heading in the same direction as them towards the town. And this was just a part of it. According to this density, at least 500 to 600 people must have arrived in this area.

"The number of people is increasing. It seems that there won't be peace today."

"I hope these people won't be too disappointing."

After saying that, Ming quickly walked forward.

Lavia closely followed Ming's pace. He was a bit confused about what Ming just said, but it seemed that he could understand it.

Ming was thinking that they still needed more people to build the church. He hoped some philanthropic...no...some labor-loving people would show up.

Upon entering the town, it appeared to be of a typical Middle Eastern style. There were no collapsed houses, and no zombies were seen. The buildings remained intact. The sand-yellow houses, one after another, were separated by alleys that were 1.5-2 meters wide. In the alleys, there were wooden pushcarts and scattered wooden tools.

The wind blew, rolling up the fine sand.

Ming always felt a strange feeling here, but he couldn't say exactly what it was. He put his frogs back into his pocket. After all, there were many people, and he couldn't let them wander around.

"Damn barren land, we might gain nothing this time."

"At least we should be able to get some grain, don't expect any vegetables."

"There should be some stores, right? Hurry, there are more and more damn people. If we're slow, we won't get anything."

"..."

After entering the town, there were more survivors, who scattered in small groups to search. Some people would gasp in surprise as they passed by the two.

Lavia raised his hand to touch the head of the pink pig that was as high as his shoulder, "Smell if there is any food around, the more places, the better."

"Hmm~~"

Pink pig sniffed and finally determined a direction.

Lavia smiled and said, "Let's go, pink pig has found a good place."

"Okay."

Ming felt a bit envious as he stroked Foodie's head, "Both are foodies, but look at you."

[Foodie felt your touch, it was a bit strange. Why were you touching it in broad daylight? Wouldn't it be better to touch it when you go to sleep at night?]

[Foodie looked around, it suddenly remembered the dream it had last night. It dreamed of a sky full of sandstorms, and it also dreamed of food... Foodie saw the red curtain of a house and immediately licked your palm vigorously, Ming, there's something good inside~]

"~"

Ming stopped in doubt and said to Lavia, "There's something in this room."

"Really?"

Lavia touched his little pink pig, "Sniff, is there?"

"Hmm~"

"My little pink didn't smell anything. How are you so sure?"

"Intuition."

"…"

Lavia didn't want to refute Ming, after all, they were friends. He then said, "So, the location that little pink smelled should be not far from the left turn ahead. We can divide our forces to maximize our gains, how about it?"

"Okay."

Ming nodded. This was also a good idea, at least they wouldn't end up empty-handed. The main thing was that Foodie's beautiful dreams and good things were sometimes...unreliable.

"I'll go ahead, you come to find me later."

"Okay."

Ming looked at the wooden door of the house in front of him, knocked on it, sniffed it, and confirmed that there was no 'living' thing inside before he gently pushed the door open and walked in.

[Your Foodie looked at the layout of the house, and was sure, it was here. It told you to go forward, turn left into the side room... Foodie lay on your shoulder, telling you to enter the room and go through the door on the right.]

[Foodie looked at you walking around the room and also looked around the layout, it was sure that it had been here in the dream... Foodie told you to go through the courtyard and into the room opposite, turn left into the small room.]

[Foodie licked your neck and told you to lift the red carpet on the ground against the wall~]

"Okay."

Ming walked up, sniffed his nose cautiously while lifting the red carpet, and found it was a wooden floor, no, it was the door to the cellar.

There was a narrow staircase in front of him, he followed the stairs down to a larger space. Because of the glasses, the darkness of the cellar was like daylight.

The underground space was not big, only about ten square meters, it was filled with some tools, and a bed, nothing else.

[Foodie told you to move the bed...]

"Alright."

Ming approached and moved the bed, revealing another wooden trapdoor. He opened it, revealing a narrow staircase. He walked down and the view suddenly opened up. There were several long green wooden boxes on both sides and a black flag on the wall in the middle. The flag was written in a language he didn't understand, and there was also a camera.

A... terror... organization?

Seeing such a scene, Ming only had this thought in his mind. Then, he walked towards the wooden boxes.

Upon opening... AK47... ammo, as well as canned vegetables, canned beef, canned fish, chocolate, and compressed biscuits.

[Your Foodie licked your neck, Ming, try a piece of chocolate~ I don't know why, but I have had a bitter taste in my mouth recently~]